Amy had enough that day. Roger announced he wanted to break up with her, but the thing is that he was a coward and didn't tell it to her face. Instead, he went around telling everyone else on campus that he was seeing another girl. Amy was furious and confronted her boyfriend.
"Don't be such a chicken shit and come tell me that you're fucking around!" She yelled at him.
"Calm down Amy please!"
"Roger, just get out of my face. I don't ever want to speak with you again. You jerk!"
Amy ran off that afternoon leaving Roger standing there by the student lounge as his friends watched them fight. She didn't care about him anymore. How could she have been so blind? She should have known that Roger was the type of guy that couldn't be with just one girl.
Amy headed back to her dorm room. Her roommate Rachel was going to be gone for Easter weekend. Amy decided to stay on campus because she was in no mood to be around anyone. She just felt so upset and depressed as any other girl would after a nasty breakup.
She decided to shower and then maybe watch a few movies. After a long hot shower, she looked through her movies. "Hmmm Save The Last Dance? No way, too romantic. How about Scary Movie? No not in the mood for laughing. Oh there is always Pirates of the Caribbean but Johnny Depp makes me think about Roger! Damnit! Why can't I get some good horror films? That's what I really need at times like these!"
Amy whined and lay on her bed staring up at the ceiling. She kept going over why Roger would have left her. Was it because she hardly ever wore dresses? Or maybe it was because she had short hair? Did guys like girls with long hair only? It couldn’t have been because she didn't put out. She was always asking
him
for sex.
Amy was a very pretty girl but in her own mind sometimes she doubted her beauty. She was short being only 5'2" and weighing about 125lbs. Her breasts were a nice 34b cup size and her hair was dyed black with blue streaks and just under her ears. She had beautiful sapphire blue eyes and long dark eyelashes. She knew she didn't look like the other girls or even acted like most other girls.
While other girls were buying short little skirts and skimpy clothes, Amy would be buying worn looking jeans and concert shirts. She loved to draw, take pictures and most of all she really enjoyed playing video games.
Playing video games was a way for her get away from reality and let all her frustrations out. Especially fighting video games. She found herself smiling and raised herself up. She turned on her playstation and decided to play Mortal Kombat: Deadly Alliance. Frost would be her character. She always kicked ass with Frost.
She began to play and began to feel a lot better. She was kicking some serious ass and she laughed and cheered every time she won. She knew it was a geeky thing to do but she often found herself fantasizing about all the hard bodies that were on the video game. Sub Zero, was her all time favorite. She often imagined Frost and Sub Zero making hot passionate love after a fight.
"You're such a geek Amy," She told herself and continued to fight.
She kept winning and her heart raced, as she was about to fight Sub Zero. She was only two people away from fighting him. Her hands were getting tired from pushing the controller so hard in order to win.
"I'm kicking ass here!" Amy yelled as she got more into the game.
Finally she was going to fight Sub Zero. She took a deep breath because she'd always managed to have a hard time beating him but she always won. The first round she won, the second round Sub Zero won and the third round made her a bit nervous for some odd reason. She continued to fight and then suddenly realized she was losing. It was her first time losing. She always fought three times with Sub Zero and managed to win the third round. But something was wrong. She kept trying to throw her ice but nothing happened. Sub Zero was winning and then she was dead.
"Damnit!" she called out ready to go on and fight him again.
